Alastor watched intently as you sung. He was enamored— a string tugging you towards him. The crowd erupted to an applause upon the halt of your performance.

Mimzy beamed as she led you out from the backstage and into one of the booths. Once you both have entered, there sat a brunette who turned his attention towards you.

"That was quite the performance, mon cher." He sat up and walked towards you, taking your hand to plant a small kiss on your knuckles. "Alastor. Pleasure to meet you."